Letras de The Death Of The Corn

La mort du blé
The death of the corn

Through the marshes
Through the filtering glades
Through the corn
And through the scything fields
The summer sun

She dances and rages
The summer sun
Souls burning into the light
And who will die for the death of the corn?
And who shall cry at the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise

The sleeping giant awakes
He circles into circling
The wild, wild hunt
But dawn dies at dusk
And only banners are raised
For the death of the corn
It′s sealed and it's shining
With the true love knot
And who will cry for the death of the corn?

And who shall lie at the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise

And shifting the shapes
That bleed the mountains
You tear apart my body
Though the corn king dies
He dies, has died
And dying still
He shall rise again
And sink back into earth
And who shall cry at the death of the corn?

And who shall lie at the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise

Rise, rise, rise

Rise, rise, rise

The true love knot is found

At the death of the corn
The true love knot is crowned
At the death of the corn
The true love knot is found
At the death of the corn
The true love knot is crowned

In the death of the corn
The true love knot is crowned
In the death of the corn
And the true love knot is found
In the death of the corn